Home From School
When all the kids grow up, who do the school buses have to play with? Just the dust mites and the wafts of stale air.
The amused musings of a wandering student (when on the move), and a journal of curios and odd thoughts in the absence of travel.
When all the kids grow up, who do the school buses have to play with? Just the dust mites and the wafts of stale air.
Posted by The Navigator at 12:30
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